Lyric O Lord Please Don t Burn Us

O Lord, please don t burn us,
Don t grill us or toast your flock,
Don t put us on a barbecue,
Or simmer us in stock,
Don t braise us or bake or boil us,
Or stir-fry us in a wok.

Oh please don t lightly poach us,
Or baste us with hot fat,
Don t fricassee or roast us,
Or boil us in a vat,
And please don t stick thy servants, Lord,
In a Rotissomat.